"Little baby, sleep soundly. Mommy will always be here with you..." Ji Wei softly patted her son while humming a lullaby.
Her face carried a serene and tender smile as the man beside her quietly watched, somewhat entranced.
Under the bedside lamp, Ji Wei's gentle features were bathed in warmth. Her gaze, soft and flowing like water, remained fixed on the little baby lying in bed, unblinking.
Hasn't she been lulling An An to sleep like this every night for the past half year?
Gu Moqian felt a wave of guilt rise in his heart.
Compared to Ji Wei's care and devotion to their son, he was undoubtedly an unworthy father.
Once An An was fully asleep, the two of them returned to the master bedroom.
Gu Moqian still carried Ji Wei back. His swift movement took her into his arms in an instant, giving her no chance to refuse.
